so there was this once drunk party last night...

[hyperlethality.livejournal.com]

THE MORNING AFTER MEME

 

Last night was great. You drank, you gambled, you ran around naked, you hooked up with a girl/guy or three-- too bad you can't remember it. Waking up in a hotel bed isn't so bad but...

Who is this person next to you?

You know how it is, folks!

1. Post with your character.
2. Tag other people and try and piece the night together or not. Up to you.
3. Anything allowed so long as muns are cool with it.
4. Profit!

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[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

[He silently tosses the pants. Intimidating, it's his middle name.]

sob I am sorry

[suckitimashark.livejournal.com]

[Virgil can't quite stifle a grin as he catches them. He pulls them on wordlessly, but the problem Virgil has, is that he can't keep his mouth closed for long. The lack of physical violence to his person is, sadly enough, encouragement to him.]

Sooo... You got any idea what happened last night? [He licks his teeth as he rakes his eyes down Emile's form, taking in the little details he hadn't bothered to before.]

LOL don't be

[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

[So far. The lack of physical violence so far. Speaking of which, judging by Emile's very scarred body, he's obviously no stranger to.]

Seems to me someone decided to come beg for some Spartan cock, and, bein' a gentleman, I obliged.

Now get the hell out.

sexual harassment fairy

[suckitimashark.livejournal.com]

[Virgil's grin widens.] You reckon that's how it went down? [Creeping ever closer. He's pretty sure his shirt is going to be in the general area his pants were. Plus... he's rather intrigued. It's like those guys that go to film bears in the woods without a gun and get mutilated when they get too close.]

You don't think I'd be walkin' funny? You look pretty damn impressive to me. [Creep creep creeping.]

[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, if he gets too close, it might not end so well.]

Way I figure it, a little fucker like you takes it up the ass all the time. I know I ain't hurtin'.

[suckitimashark.livejournal.com]

Being a modest son of a bitch in an attempt to insult me? [He laughs.] I think I like you. [Is he dropping to his knees in front of Emile? Why yes he is. But he's using the vantage point to look under the bed for the rest of his clothes.] So. In this little scenario, I came here and asked for your cock and you obliged. [He scoots a bit closer and now the position is intentionally pornographic.] Care for a second go?

[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

[As tempting as that might be with someone he actually liked....]

With your teeth? Hell no.

[suckitimashark.livejournal.com]

[He gives a carnivorous grin.] I have hands. Two of them, usually. [Still can't feel the spartan-crushed one... but it's getting there. He stroked Emile's inner thigh with a fingertip.]

[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

[He kicks Virgil's shirt over to him.]

Gonna need a lot more alcohol for that.

[suckitimashark.livejournal.com]

Don't think you can handle it sober? [Virgil laughs and pulls the article on agreeably. There is not nearly enough murder happening here, so the sexual harassment potential has just gone up exponentially for all Spartans.]

I'll keep that in mind love. [He saunters off to the front door where he hopes his boots are. He's feeling pretty good about this morning, hangover aside.]

[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

Yeah, there's no way I could stomach your ugly ass otherwise.

[But all of a suggen there's a Spartan doing his best to put Virgil in a headlock, which....probably succeeds, unless he's expecting it.]

But don't you ever call me that unless you want your eyes popped out.

[suckitimashark.livejournal.com]

[Is that some tonic immobility? (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=axVspUuHcxQ&feature=player_detailpage#t=17s) Why yes it is. Virgil goes almost unnaturally still, given that someone capable of crushing his skull like a grape just grabbed him. He can't help it. Damn biology.]

Call you what? [Don't mind that he sounds a bit dazed. He'll be back to his usual snark after he's been let loose.]

[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

[Oh, good, he actually seems to be listening. Seems..]

Any terms of endearment. Got it?

[suckitimashark.livejournal.com]

Didn't mean nothing by it, fuckface. [Still in that dreamy tone. And he hasn't braced for retaliation like one would expect him to. It's almost eerie how peaceful he is. Gotta love that involuntary relaxation.]

[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

[That he can deal with. Emile saunters over to the door, opens it, and dumps Virgil out (along with his boots).]

All right.

[suckitimashark.livejournal.com]

Yeah. [He's just going to lay here until he can feel his... all of him.]

[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

[Success! He'll have to remember that move for next time.

TOO BAD IT'S ONLY A MEME!]